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Everytime She Falls

She does good to hold it together while she tells the club what's going on. Kurt's less angry than she expected (he's off the hook but she still got him disqualified, even if he did lose in the end), more concerned with her and so maybe they're on their way to being friends again for real.

Mr. Schue starts in with a group lecture about integrity but Rachel is just not in the mood, so she walks out (she's been lectured once today and technically, she's not even a part of the group until week after next so it doesn't matter if she listens to that asshat's [Puck's words, not hers] lecture anyway), heading to Noah's truck to wait for him.

She doesn't start crying until she's in the passenger's seat, face buried in her hands.

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That stops the sobs for a moment and she watches him, sniffling. It doesn't...really make her feel better entirely, but...

"You'd commit a federal offense? For me?"

"Of course, babe. I can totally get my Mission Impossible on for you. Though, you know, I'm totally hotter than Tom Cruise," he smirked a little bit, trying to get a smile out of her.

"Quite. I believe he's shorter than me. And not nearly as Jewish as either one of us." She sniffles again, shifting in her seat and giving him a watery smile. "But no. If you do that, neither of us get to New York and that's not at all fair..."

"But thank you." She leans over to kiss his cheek before settling back in the passenger's side to try and make herself look less...blotchy. "I think you should go see Beth alone tonight. Children can sense distress."

"I won't get caught, I swear. Hello, I'm Puckerman. I can totally get away with it," he was so going to do it without Rachel's consent anyway. He'd do anything for her. Jump the fucking moon for her if he could. Though, he'd probably say something less romantic.

"And no, you're coming with. If anyone can put a smile back on that perfect face, it's her. Trust me." Plus, with the way Shelby was acting lately, he really didn't want to be around her by himself.

"Don't you dare do it, Noah Puckerman." She knows you're going to try anyway. "I mean it. My application and my request for my transcript to be sent off have already been submitted anyway. It would do no good. If anything, it would only make things worse because there would be discrepancies in my record."

"You're sure?" Don't get her wrong, she loves spending time with Beth. It's just that Rachel, for as much as she loves children, isn't nearly as good with her as Puck is. And now that Quinn's not seeing her, she keeps giving Rachel all these dirty looks, like she can smell Beth on her. "I don't want to upset her."

He so doesn't care, Rachel. He'll figure it all out somehow. When it comes to criminal acts, he's the best.

"I'm sure, babe. She likes you and with everything that's happened, I want you around me. After we babysit her, we can go back to my place and watch a movie. I even got some of that vegan ice cream crap that you like," he wasn't going to eat it, but he wanted some in the house for when she was over.

Yeah, she kind of misses all of that about the movie and the ice cream. "...What do you mean everything that's happened?" Because Noah knows her better than to even suggest that she might need a supervisor tonight because she's so upset, so it can't be that.

"Um.." he rather have her believe that was the reason than the real reasons. "You know, with you. Just want to be there for you and stuff. It's like totally the boyfriend thing to do," is she buying it? Please let her buy it.

She's so not buying it. "You never say 'um' unless you're trying to think of something." Because...well...the boy's not a terribly good liar once you get to know him. "What happened?"

"Nothing. You don't need to worry, alright? I'm handling it. You got enough on your plate."

"No, Noah, its obviously not nothing if its requiring you to keep an eye on me." Her eyes go wide for a moment. "Oh my. Who did you make a bet with? Who did you beat up? Did you get involved with that awful Ray Motta?! Are we going to have to go into witness protection?!" Because that's what it has to be, right? He has to protect her because his criminal enterprise has led him down an even more wrong path and now they're all in danger and- "My God, what about Beth?! We can't go on the run with a baby, can we?!"

His eyes go wide. "What the fuck are you talking about? I didn't do anything!" Jeez, why was it that he had to of done something? And wow, did she have an imagination. "Listen, babe.. if I told you, you'd just get more upset and cry more and.. you don't need that."

Okay, see. That doesn't make it BETTER! Now she's thinking of all the things that would upset her and-... "Noah, what's happening? You're starting to really worry me now and that's terrible for my complexion and keeping secrets is something we both agreed we'd never do to each other! Is someone sick? Are you sick?"

"Oh dear Jew God. No, I'm not sick. No one is sick. At least.. I don't think so," he cleared his throat. "Anyway, it's just about Shelby and Quinn and not about.. Beth. Not um.. really."

He sighed and reached a hand out for hers. Of course she had to bring up the secrets thing. "It's just.. Shelby has kinda been.. hitting on me. It's really fucking awkward. And then Quinn.. well, I went to her house the other day to talk to her and out of fucking nowhere, she told me she wanted to have another kid with me. We didn't do anything, I swear. I haven't done anything with either of them, but I'm handling it all."

She takes his hand and suddenly, she's bracing herself for the worst. Maybe Shelby isn't so bad but Quinn is crazysauce, so she doesn't quite know what to expect.

Yeah. It's about as bad as he promised it would be.

"I-...oh." He promises that nothing has happened. He promises he's handling it. And she trusts him, but- "I wish you would have told me." She squeezes his hand, offering him a brilliant (so fake) smile. "But I understand. I mean. You're extremely attractive, which is one of the first thing women look for when it comes to choices for reproduction and its been proven that your genetics and Quinn's work well together and its perfectly reasonable that if she was going to try and get pregnant again, she would go with a tried and true method. And Shelby is lonely and you've been there for her and acting as a wonderful father figure for Beth and that's a natural reaction to have, to want a whole family instead of a fragmented one. I'm sure they'll both come to their senses soon."

"Riiight... okay," that definitely wasn't the reaction he was thinking was going to happen. Maybe she was still in shock from getting suspended and not being allowed to perform at Sectionals. But hey, he'd take it. No screaming and definitely no more crying. Honestly, even though he loved her and all of that, there was only so much a dude could take.

"So, you'll come with tonight to watch Beth with me?"

"I think that's only appropriate. We shouldn't give her the impression that you may be open to her advances." It wasn't so much that she was in shock but-...but she trusted Noah, right? So she didn't need to cry and make a big deal about this...right? "Promise you'll tell me if something like this happens again?"

"Yeah, sure. Promise. Anyway.. we have a couple hours until we gotta be at Shelby's," eyebrow waggle. Typical Puckerman.

Yeah, not the response she's looking for. "You know I hate that." She's very fragile right now, Puckerman. Tread carefully. "Can I have an actual, sincere promise?"

He sighed and turned to look at her fully, clearing his throat. "I promise, babe. Anything else happens, I'll tell you."

"Thank you." she smiles, sliding across the seat to press her knees to his thighs, kissing the corner of his mouth.

He smirked a little bit. "Sooo, is that a yes to my idea earlier?"

She nods. "On one condition."

"And what's that?"

"I want you to give me a hickey. And I get to give you one."

That was totally doable. "No prob, babe. I'll give you the most fucking stellar hickey ever."

She'd point out that that word definitely references stars, but let's face it: he probably picked it up from her anyway. And besides, she's too busy straddling his lap and leaning in to attach her lips to his neck.

He definitely picked it up from her and he thought it had nothing to do with stars. His hands automatically went to her hips when she straddled him, Puck tilting his head to show more of his neck when he felt her lips on his skin. He loved when she did this, especially in his truck. So hot. "You are so hot. Hottest chick ever."

"Mhm." Rachel's on a mission right now, can't talk. She nips at the skin near his jaw, slipping her hands up his shirt as she teases the line of his jaw. People are used to seeing Puck with hickies and now that his Mom knows that they come from 'that pretty, talented Jewish girl', as long as there aren't babies (until they're 18. Rachel thinks Rose Puckerman is secretly hoping Noah will knock her up after that), she doesn't much care what Noah and Rachel do.

So high up on the line of his jaw it is.

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Everytime She Falls

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omg had to do one more tag because lmao

xDDDD I know, i was cracking up while I wrote it.

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